#Marina Stingray

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It's gonna gonna gonna ITS GONNA BE MAY

Who's the marineville equivalent of Justin timberlake on an n'sync calendar this month?

MerMay for Merqueen of course 🤗 not much luck on the vocals but maybe she's made for the dancing

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Another archive for all my Thunderbirds Are Go friends! :)

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Marina "Pacifica"

Good Lord I love this sweet, determined, gentle and stubborn lady!!!

She's just SUCH A GOOD CHARACTER! She gets SO MUCH focus and dimension in her stand-alone comic in the Lady Penelope comic magazine and I just adore her in it and the novels and the show

While I know Marina's puppet was based on Brigitte Bardot, and I do actually think Bardot is quite admirable (seriously, she's STILL a cultural icon in France) she is very much a sultry woman and almost all of her pictures / films USE THAT but it just didn't fit MARINA to be hedonistic or sultry or a femme fatale.

So I hunted around for an actor with a nicely square face with the right general facial structure, who to me really caught Marina's determined yet gentle nature

and ended up using Audrey Hepburn as the face-claim ^^

Roughly half (wellllll more than half) of Marina's character sheet is taken up by my notes for how Aquaphibians work in my fanverse. I also decided to go for a more 'silver / desaturated' color scheme for Marina and other Aquaphibians, rather than green hues.

As with most of the other Stingray cast, Marina's pictures were originally black and white and I colorized them ^^

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‪Ink drawing of Marina from Gerry Anderson’s Stingray‬

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//FINALLY BEAT SIDE ORDER WOOOOOOO!!! it only took me... the week after grandfest... to decide to open it up again fjdaklfjak

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Mariana Trench

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Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 | Chapter 10: Discussions

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Titan’s study seemed to be darker than it had ever been before, the King’s mood leaking into the surrounding environment. Trench’s unease was well hidden on his face, but it was still there, and he exchanged a worried look with X20 as Titan sat in front of them with his eyes closed, chin on his clasped hands as he mulled over their failures of the day.

Finally, his eyes opened, and he regarded them both with a disappointed stare. “X20. You should be glad that you removed any and all information about the plan from Lemoy. That is your only saving grace. How could they have escaped, you idiot?” Titan hissed, expecting an answer.

“W-Well, I…” When X20 couldn’t answer, Titan regarded him with a cold look. His attention was on his once arch-enemy in a second.

“And you.” He began. Troy had to hide the shivers that went up his spine. “I gave you a chance to make things right. And yet, even after how she betrayed you when you needed her, you hesitated,” he mentally counted how many times his Captain failed to land the final strike, “five times.” Titan huffed. “That’s five times too many, Tempest.”

X20 blanched at the use of the Captain’s real name, looking over at the human, shame at having forgotten to take out that stupid key forgotten. He watched Troy with concealed sympathy. Troy frowned, but seemed to take it in his stride. “Sire, all I can do is apologise. I thought I was ready to face her in battle, and I wasn’t…”

Titan huffed after a while, standing up. “I understand the land-dwellers were once your friends, but they are now your enemies. I expect you to treat them as such.” He folded his arms behind his back as he circled the two of them. X20 was instantly reminded of a barracuda circling its prey. “If either of you fail me again, you will pay for it. Do you understand?”

“Yes, sire.”

“Yes, O Titan.”

“Good. Now get out of my sight…” Neither of them needed telling twice. They were out of there in a shot.

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Atlanta placed her dinner next to where Phones and Fisher were sitting in the cafeteria with a sigh. It had been a week since the Battle of Pacifica, and they’d heard nothing from Titanica. Phones gave her a look as he chewed. He swallowed his mouthful, hoping to strike up a conversation with her. “Hey Atlanta.” He started.

“Hey.” She replied halfheartedly.

“How’s your day been so far?” Atlanta grimaced. “That frantic, huh?”

His friend let out a snort of amusement. “No, not like that. If anything it’s been the opposite.”

Fisher poked at his food. “Quiet, huh?”

“Too quiet…” Atlanta agreed, picking up her fork as Marina sat opposite the human trio. “Especially after what happened in Pacifica.” She sighed. “I don’t like how uneventful things have been.”

Fisher shrugged. “Well, they lost, which I doubt was the plan. Bet they weren’t banking on Marina being so hardcore.” The young Lieutenant gave the mermaid a grin, and she blushed a light green at the praise. “They’re gonna have to adjust for it.”

“I suppose…” Atlanta smiled softly in Fisher’s direction. He had a point. Marina’s hand signals caught her eye. “What’s up Mari?”

The mermaid made a series of gestures, asking for a time to talk to Commander Shore.

“Of course I can get Dad to talk to you. He’d never say no to you… But,” Atlanta raised an eyebrow, “what is this about?”

Marina made more hand signals. Phones eyes widened.

“It’s about your fight with Troy?” Marina nodded at the question. Phones hummed. “Okay. The Commander will wanna hear it, and so will we.”

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The knock on the door was a surprise, his mask slipped on in a flash, even though he knew it could only really be one person. “Come in.” Sure enough, in stepped X20, carrying a brown paper bag in with him. “What brings you here, X20? Shouldn’t you be out gathering information in Marineville?” Troy took off the mask mid-sentence, eyebrow raised at his subordinate. If Titan ever found out the surface agent was here and not in the field-

“I returned here to report to his majesty about my mission’s progress in person. I’ve got a few marine hours before I’m due to leave Titanica.” X20 admitted in that nasally voice of his. Surprisingly, it didn’t annoy the former WASP as much as it used to. “Thought you might want some company while you’re working. I believe your kind call it ‘socialising’...” The surface agent frowned slightly, sceptical. Making friends had never been the Titanican way, so it didn’t come as naturally to X20 as it did Troy, but he was determined to make this work. He’d been so lonely even before serving Titan, and humans had always praised the benefits of calling someone a friend. Maybe, just maybe, he’d be able to experience that for once.

Troy hummed. “We do.” He looked at the overwhelming stack of reports he had to deal with. Having someone to talk to had always made work fly by for him. He missed that. He missed it a lot… “What harm could it do?” At his superior’s invitation, X20 sat down, pulling out a couple of items out of the bag. Troy’s eyes widened. “Where did you get these?”

X20 placed them in front of the Captain. “I heard they were your favourites back on the surface, before you joined us.” The soft drinks seemed to shine in the fading light of the office. Above the waves, X20 knew the sun was setting, signalling the end of the day. It wouldn’t be the end of it for King Titan’s right and left-hand men, however. “You must be pretty sick of seawater and algae by now. I’ve also heard getting gifts for someone is the best way to start a friendship, but I’m not sure what to do now…” The agent admitted.

Troy offered him a genuine smile, something he felt he hadn’t done in a long time. “Now…” Troy started, more than happy to give X20 some guidance here. “Now we talk about what we like, what we don’t like. We share funny stories from our past and what we want to do in the future. We-” He cut himself off as the images of Atlanta, and then Phones, flashed through his mind. Before X20 could say anything about his sudden silence, he pushed the thought of his former friend and girlfriend to the side. “We talk about fears and uncertainties. We get to really know the people we’re with, as if they’re our blood family.”

“I see.” X20 grinned in understanding. “So, where should we start?”

Troy rubbed his chin in thought. “Well, you already know what my favourite drink is,” he gestured to the cans on his desk, “so, what would you say your favourite is?”

In the end, they ended up talking for a couple of hours, only stopping when an aquaphibian interrupted them to find X20. Their time was up. It was time for the surface agent to return to his mission on the surface. Troy sighed when everyone was out of earshot, his thoughts drifting once more towards Atlanta. It had been surprisingly easy to talk to X20, but it had been even easier to talk to her. 

Throughout years of building up their relationship, of sharing everything, they’d finally gotten to a point where Troy couldn’t have imagined a life without her. He’d even gotten a ring for her to offer her. To ask her to spend the rest of her life with him. But Titan had taken him in before he could ask, and his love for her was called into question. Did he even still love her anymore? 

There was no way he’d give himself back to the WASPs. But was there a way to convince the woman he loved to join the Titanican cause? He shook his head almost as soon as the thought appeared. Atlanta’s feelings for him were strong, once upon a time, but her love for her father was most definitely stronger at the moment.

Defeated, he took one last look at the ocean out of the window, the vast waters beyond the city now completely black. He stood up, sliding his mask back on. He had a few checks to make before calling it a night.

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Commander Shore was the first to speak. “Troy was hesitating?” The control room was silent upon Marina’s reveal. From the outside, it would’ve looked as if he just kept missing his mark, but the mermaid knew him too well than to believe that. “You’re certain?” Marina nodded, determined. 

“I knew it…” Phones muttered. “I knew there’d be a way to get through to him!”

Fisher grinned. “Yeah, he’d never want to hurt us, no matter what side he’s on.”

“Hold on.” Shore held up his hands, signalling a time-out. “I already know what you’re thinking, and it’s out of the question.” Phones froze. “You’re not going to Titanica to try and convince Troy to come home.” Shore frowned, offering the Lieutenant a sympathetic look. “I’m sorry. But it’s too dangerous.”

“But Commander,” Fisher began, “this may be our best chance. If Troy’s having doubts, he’s more likely to listen to us.”

The Commander sighed. “I’m well aware. But the Titanican attack on Pacifica was costly, even if we did win. Too many crews are gravely wounded.” His previously sharp gaze drooped as his mind drifted to the officers who had lost their lives that day. His companions were similarly subdued. “Or worse…” He locked eyes with Phones, who looked back at him sadly. “We’re weakened while they’re recovering. Stingray will remain on standby until then. That’s-”

“Sir, please don’t say it.” Fisher cut him off hurriedly. 

“That’s an order.” Everyone gave him a look. “Oh, don’t give me that.” He subtly rolled his eyes. He swore up and down he didn’t just have one child sometimes. “You all know I’m right. Now, you all better get to bed. It’s late.”

“Commander!” The frantic voice of one of the cadets floated through the doors. “News from Patrol Vessel Number 33!” Everyone looked at the young woman, curious. “They have captured a Titanican vessel just a few miles west of the beach. And they have a prisoner.”

Commander Shore raised an eyebrow. “I can tell there’s something particularly special about this prisoner…” He smirked when the cadet nodded. “Well, speak up soldier! Who’s the lone soul who’ll have to deal with WASP interrogation first thing tomorrow?”

“It’s Surface Agent X20, sir…”

[dragonoffantasyandreality]

"I miss him... I miss Dad..."

A scene for a planned "Stingray movie" fic.

I cried when this image popped up in my head so I had to draw it. And yall gonna cry with me 😆😭

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The first two chapters of the Sequel to my Doctor Venus Fanfic are now up.

Titanica Attacked!

Titan threatens Retaliation against the surface world!

But something strange is moving behind the seems something from the stars and curious individuals are moving the Shadows.

Only one person can find out these secrets and discover who really attacked Titanica. And her name is Marina!

I now present to you:

I hope you enjoy.

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I said I'd do a fic drawing for ages and here we are. Happy birthday (for yesterday) @room-on-broom , here's The Hug of Healing after chapters of build up in Unshackled 🌊🌊🌊

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From @emtb319

From @emtb319 to @room-on-broom

Prompts:

-Stingray crossover

Universe: Thunderbirds 1965/Stingray 1964

Characters:  Gordon Tracy, Jeff Tracy, Sam Shore, Atlanta Shore, Marina, Troy Tempest, Phones Sheridan

Summary:  Marineville receives a surprise visitor to help them on a research mission.

Worth It

World Security Patrol had requested Stingray for this particular research mission.  It was a relatively simple one, but they needed well trained people that didn’t need much direction or babysitting.  Hence, the call to Commander Shore to borrow his Stingray crew.  

They had a new hydrofoil craft that served multiple purposes.  The first was its ability to glide over the water fast enough to rival some forms of air travel.  This would allow them to respond to water emergencies much faster.  The second was that it was also a research vessel.  When not needed for emergency dispatches, they could utilize the crew for deep sea exploration.  

Commander Shore looked over the mission notes with Troy. They needed to sort through crew and supply needs.  After all, they were expected to assist with the research, not just accompany for support.  They would have the hydrofoil crew too.  He just needed to fill in the gaps.    

“I only have room on Stingray for 1 more person.”  Troy said, “but I don’t think that we have any 1 person in Marineville that fits.  We may need to add a second vessel.”  He mulled over his list some more.  

“You need an aquanaut, historian, someone with both hydrofoil and deep trench experience.”  Commander Shore looked over Troy’s mission notes.  “They should probably be trained in rescue and a medic too.”

“Yes.  This is a unique mission with a unique craft.  My problem is space limitations on Stingray.  I need Phones and Marina with me.  Marina will be on hydrophone duty with him.  She needs practice for her exam anyway.”  Commander Shore rubbed his chin.  Troy saw the wheels turn in his head.  

“I have an idea.  I need to make a call, but I don’t think that we’ll get an answer right away.  Hell Troy, I don’t know if he'll even consider it.”

“Who do you have in mind?” 

“Wait and see Troy.  To be honest, it’s a very long shot.  While I make my call, you gather a possible second crew, in case I have to give 2 of my craft for this one, instead of just Stingray.”

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Commander Shore went to his home to make this call in private.  It was a long shot, but maybe his old friend would do him this favor.  He knew that his former Lieutenant was in a new stage of life that didn’t include active duty with the WASP’s.  After a few short rings, the call connected.  

“Good morning Jeff.”  Jeff smiled when he saw his old friend on the other side of the line.

“Sam, it’s been a while.  How are you?”

“All’s well over here.”  Sam looked around.  “Say, are you alone?”

“It’s just me here at the moment, why?” Jeff was confused.  His old friend didn’t call often, and now he acted weird.  

“Hang on, I need to make sure that Atlanta hasn't come home yet.”  Sam disappeared from view for a moment, then returned.  “I need a favor from International Rescue.”

Jeff gave him a look.  Although he had high ranking friends in the military, only 2 knew about International Rescue, and they both knew Jeff’s feelings about any joint operations.  

“It’s not like that Jeff.  It’s a research/exploration thing.  I need Gordon.”  Sam explained the rest of the details of the mission.

“Our operation is a secret for a reason Sam.  What will your people think when they see one of my Thunderbirds approach?”

“Thunderbird 4 would approach from underwater and would only go as far as Stingray’s pen.”  Jeff shook his head and chuckled to himself.  Realization hit him, as Sam explained more.  “He would be with the Stingray crew.  Thunderbird 4 would stay parked and secure in Stingray’s pen.”

“You want to tease Captain Tempest.”  Not a question, but a statement of fact.  Jeff laughed some more, and Sam looked back at him with an impish grin.  “Let me talk to my son.  I’m okay with it, with the understanding that if I need him for a rescue, he needs to leave, but the decision will ultimately be his.”

“That’s all I can ask.  Thanks Jeff.  I really appreciate this.”

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Jeff heard the telltale signs of Tracy 1’s return to the island.  Gordon had volunteered to do this month’s supply run to the mainland and was on final approach.  Jeff cleared him to land and went down to the hangar to discuss his call with Commander Shore.  Everyone else was off island at the moment due to callouts and other needs.    

Gordon always loved the opportunity to explore the ocean’s depths.  Not only was it beautiful, but he always found something new or unexpected.  Sam’s mission needed everything that Gordon had.

Gordon knew that Commander Shore knew about International Rescue, but no one else in Marineville did, not even Atlanta.  He felt a little guilty that he couldn’t tell his friends what he really did in the ‘family business’, but such was life, and they never gave him a hard time over it.  This mission would cross that line.

“Father, I know we can trust Commander Shore and the Stingray crew, but are you really okay with them knowing that I am part of International Rescue?  I could just as easily fly out there in Tracy 1.”

“Sam has assured me that they will keep quiet about it.”  Gordon grinned and shook his head.  

“Oh, I know they will.  That’s not my concern.  We’ve done a great job with secrecy here, because we need it…but…we’re going to tell 4 more people just to play a joke on Troy?  I mean, I love a good joke, but I can just mess with his bunk instead.”

“The only decision that you need to make is about the exploration opportunity with the WASP’s.  You’ll be back in your old uniform and have to deal with their new hydrofoil.”

“You’re worried that it’ll bring up old memories.”  Gordon admitted to himself that it worried him a little too.  The last time he was on a hydrofoil his military career ended.

“My understanding is that you’ll mostly be on Stingray. The hydrofoil crew will remain above water for most things, but Sam needs someone with experience with both.”  Jeff watched his son draw in a deep breath.  

“When does he need his answer?”  He needed to think about it.  While he loved any opportunity to explore the ocean’s depths, he was not a fan of hydrofoils.  

“Not right this minute, but soon.  I think he needs the mission to take off in a few days.”

“Okay, give me a few hours to think about it please.  I’ll give you my answer by dinner time.”

“Okay son, I’m here if you need to talk.”

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Gordon went up to his room and grabbed a box and garment bag from the back of his closet.  The last time he wore his uniform, he was so hopeful.  His military career had gone really well, and he was happy to be considered for the research and development crew.  The hydrofoil was supposed to be a great piece of military innovation.  Years ahead of any other craft on the sea, but it wasn’t.  Corners were cut, lives were lost…lives completely changed…all because the inventor got impatient.

The parts needed to finish construction were ordered and in the process of being built, but no matter how much pressure the inventor put on them, the construction of the vessel simply took time.  He wanted to impress the military, and deliver a great ship, ahead of schedule.  In the end, his ambitions changed many lives and landed him in jail.

Gordon wasn’t sure how to feel.  He would be back in Marineville as Lieutenant Tracy and back in his old uniform.  He opened the garment bag and ran his hands across the material.  Moments later, he found himself dressed in his old WASP uniform, and he stood in front of his floor length mirror.  He put his hat on and looked at his reflection.

Gordon felt…okay…he felt okay.  No fear…no anxiety…no nagging, bad memories.  Decision made.  He put his uniform back into the bag to be laundered and went down to the lounge to tell his father.

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Jeff wasn’t sure what to expect from Gordon.  He knew that he loved his time with the WASP’s… before the accident.  They never discussed his feelings about his discharge or even if he wanted to leave.  Once he was fully healed, he jumped into International Rescue with the rest of his brothers.  Thunderbird 4 meant that he could still be in his beloved water, and he could help make a difference in the world.  Jeff needed to give him his space to make his decision.  If he wanted to talk, he would.

He hadn’t expected Gordon to come to the lounge so soon.  Gordon had something very familiar in his hands.

“Father.”

“Yes Gordon.”

“I need to have my old uniform cleaned before I head to Marineville.”

“You want to go?  You’re sure about this?”

“Yes, and I’m sure.  If International Rescue hadn’t come into my life, I would have fought my discharge.  It’ll be nice to be back on Stingray.”  Jeff smiled.

“So long as you come back.”  Jeff joked.  

“My life is here now.  You don’t need to worry about that.”

“You know that I’ll support you, no matter what, right?  If you find that you want to return to the WASP’s, that’s okay.”

“Thanks for the support, but I’ll be back.  Do you mind if I take the plane to have this cleaned?”

“Sure son.  I’ll call Commander Shore and let him know to expect you.”

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“I promise to keep an eye on him, Jeff.”

“I’m not worried about Gordon.  I left the decision to him, and he’s made it.  He’s currently on his way to have his old uniform cleaned.”

“Still fits?”

“I assume so.”  Jeff didn’t know how to express to his old friend that he was nervous about this mission.  

“What is it Jeff?”  Sam saw it on his face.  There was something that he needed to say.  “Just say the words.  It’s okay.  Better to get it off of your chest now.”  He watched his old friend take a deep breath.

“I’m worried about him being on one of those hydrofoils again.  I don’t know who designed it or anything about it.  If he gets hurt on one again, I’m not sure he will pull through.”  Sam sent him a file.

“I know it’s a new hydrofoil, but the team that made this one is ours.  No private sector stuff.  No cut corners.  The timelines were realistic and unrushed.  Also, he won’t really be on it, just working with her crew.  No speed tests or anything like before.  He will mainly be on Stingray or up with me in the tower.”  That made Jeff feel much better.  He started to read over the file that Sam sent him.  

“Thank you Sam.  When do you need him?”

“Will 3 days work?”

“That should be fine.  I’ll let Gordon know.”

“Thanks Jeff, I really appreciate this.”

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“Troy, gather Atlanta and your crew and come meet me in my office.”  About 15 minutes later, they were all front and center.

“Phones, close the door please.”  Commander Shore started.  “What will be said in the next few minutes must remain confidential.  You are not allowed to repeat any of this to anyone.”  They all nodded their heads.  “Good.  A member of International Rescue will join us for this mission.  This is a very big personal favor to me and the WASP’s.  I expect your best behavior.  Do you understand?”  They each nodded their heads ‘yes’.  

“What aren’t you telling us, sir?” Troy asked.  He saw something on his commander’s face, but he couldn’t make it out.  

“You’ll see, but I mean it Troy.  Especially you, best behavior.  Now, go to the tower. He should be here soon.”  Troy was confused, but he knew better than to push right now.

An hour later, Commander Shore cleared the tower, with the exception of Atlanta, Troy, Phones, and Marina.  

“Thunderbird 4 is on approach father.”  Commander Shore checked his watch.  

“Right on schedule.”  He expected nothing less from one of Jeff’s boys.  

“Thunderbird 4, requesting entry to Marineville.”  Atlanta knew that voice, but it had been a very long time since she had heard it over any radio.  Troy’s mouth hit the floor.  

“I’ve got this Atlanta.”  He took her place at the microphone.  “Lieutenant Tracy, permission granted.  I trust you remember your way to Stingray’s pen?”

“Yes sir.  PWOR.”  Atlanta smiled, Marina giggled, and Phones elbowed Troy.

“Go grab our guest team.” Commander Shore said to them as he turned around to face his crew.  

“He’s Thunderbird 4?!?!”  Troy managed to blurt out.  

“Yes, now go and remember to behave.  His father and I go way back.”  

Phones grabbed Troy by the shoulders and left the room with Atlanta and Marina.  Commander Shore laughed.  Jeff Tracy may or may not have received a video file simply named ‘Worth It’ a few minutes later. 

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Mariana Trench

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The battle for Pacifica has begun...

Hi *waves in no update for eight months*

I have no words for how late this is honestly. Big life stuff happened, I went to ComicCon (which was a blast; I went as Marina and met some awesome new people >:3), exams came and went, and then I got hit by the combined forces of a whopper of writer's block and burnout from aforementioned exams.

I would say the update times will get better from here, but I'm heading into the last year of university and will get very busy from September. Fingers crossed though ^^

Anyway, on with the chapter! >:D

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9: Battle of Pacifica

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Phones examined the bars across the large windows carefully, humming worriedly as he did so. They were too narrow to squeeze between, so escaping that way was out of the question. The doors were locked and bolted from the outside. If they ever did get out, it wouldn’t be for a long time, and the Titanican attack on Pacifica may well be over. Phones groaned, jiggling the door handle in frustration in a last ditch hope it would come loose somehow. No luck…

He stole a glance over at Fisher, who was also looking for a way out. They caught each other’s eyes, and the younger aquanaut slumped his shoulders in defeat. It looked like they’d be here for quite some time. 

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“And you are certain they cannot escape?” X20’s screen showed his King and his immediate superior, standing side by side as the battle raged on behind them. From the looks of it, the Titanicans had their enemies on the run.

“Positive, Captain.” X20 confirmed. “I made sure of it. And even if they do get away, I removed anything from my personal files relevant to the plan…”

“I applaud you for your foresight… For once.” Titan hummed, muttering the last part under his breath. “Losing Lemoy as a base of operations is not ideal, but it is necessary.”

Trench nodded in agreement. “Well done, X20. Return to Titanica and await further instructions.” He looked back at the chaos behind him. “The battle is almost over from the looks of it, so your assistance will likely not be required.”

X20 saluted, and the video winked off. Titan turned to his second-in-command. “Return to the battlefield. I realise you might have…” the tyrant frowned, “hesitations about it, but the Princess is a force to be reckoned with. If we are to win, she must be taken care of.”

Trench couldn’t help the proud smile that spread across his face. Of course Marina was carving her path through the enemy. He’d seen her in action before. Pacificans were pacifists by nature, but the rivalry with Titanica had changed that, and their Princess had WASP training under her belt, in addition to the combat lessons Aphony had insisted she take after returning from her capture. She was a worthy opponent.

Of course he had doubts about fighting the mermaid. She had once been like a sister to him. But if his King were to get any further in his goal, it was necessary. “I will not fail, O’ Mighty One…”

“See that you don’t…” Titan turned his attention back to the window, overlooking the battle. The sea-green blur that was Princess Marina, cutting down Aquaphibian after Aquaphibian, taunted him. “You know better than anyone, I am not merciful to those who fail me.”

Trench saluted, turning on his heel, and headed into battle against his former allies.

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“You got any paper and a pen?” Fisher asked, beyond bored. The aquanauts were sat at the small table, watching the sun set on the horizon. All they could really do was wait. The beauty of the sunset currently meant nothing. “I wanna write something…”

Phones gave him a look. “Really?”

Fisher shrugged. “Hey, it’s not like we have anything better to do.”

“Good point.” Phones stood up. “Well, to answer your question, yes, I have a pen,” he took the item out his pocket, placing it on the table in front of Fisher, “I don’t have any paper, but I might be able to grab a blank page from a book over there…” He pointed towards the small bookshelf, getting up and walking over to grab a book, when a thought crossed his mind. “Wait a minute…” Fisher looked at him quizzically as he bent down to look through the keyhole of the door. Phones smirked when he realised he couldn’t see through the small hole. The key was still in there! X20 must’ve forgotten to take it out. “Of course!”

The younger Lieutenant raised an eyebrow. “What’s going on?”

Phones hushed him, getting more and more excited by the minute. “Never mind that, just gimme that pen back.” Fisher gave Phones a look, but did so anyway. The older man knelt down, judging the space under the door. Good. It was just big enough for this to work…

Grabbing a larger book, Phones tore a page out, slipping it under the door so it would be under the outside keyhole. He left a small slither of paper so he could pull it back towards him. Fisher’s eyes widened when he realised what his friend was up to. 

Phones took apart the pen, grabbing ahold of the ink cartridge inside, and gently threaded it through the keyhole. Soon enough, a thud was heard on the other side of the door as the key fell. Fisher gave him a hopeful look. “Think it fell where we want it to?”

“Guess we’ll find out soon enough.” Phones knelt down, and gently pulled the piece of paper towards the aquanauts. The silver gleam of the key was their reward. Phones picked it up with a flourish, exchanging a smirk with Fisher. Next stop, Pacifica.

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Marina twirled through the water with grace as she exchanged blows with her friend turned enemy. When Trench had first appeared on the battlefield, he had muttered out an apology to Marina, heard only by her. The Princess had shuddered at the robotic voice. It was hard to forget the way she’d heard Troy’s dulcet tones behind it, now she knew it was him wearing the mask. Silently, she had given orders to the soldiers under her command, both Pacifican and WASP alike, to keep away from them as they fought. They’d obeyed, making a move to guard the throne room, where her father was anxiously awaiting the conclusion of the battle, and the return of his only child.

Blades clashed, Marina giving Trench a pleading look. If any part of him was still Tempest, it would at least stir something in him. She wished she knew what was going on his head. She wished she could see the emotions on his face.

On the other side of the watertight mask, Troy was struggling to keep the tears at bay. He hadn’t expected it to be so hard to face Marina in combat. Physically, they were almost evenly matched, with him just outclassing her, but there was something in the Princess’s pleading gaze that gave him pause everytime he went in for what should be the final strike. She was part of the reason why he’d left WASP, wasn’t she? So, why was it so hard to fight her?

“Stingray!” The panicked exclamation from one of the Aquaphibians caught everyone’s attention. Every faction involved looked up as the silver super-sub sped towards the greater WASP fleet. Marina and her people on the field grinned as it lead an attack on the Aquaphibian ships. Their enemy looked on in fear, knowing instantly that they would lose the battle. The Princess was certain she could Titan growl from wherever he was watching.

“Captain Trench.” The King’s cold voice caught his attention. “Issue a full retreat. We’ll never win with Stingray on their side. I’ll discuss both your and X20’s failures once we are safe behind Titanican walls…”

The human nodded, even though he knew his superior wouldn’t see it, and shivered. “Yes, sire.” Making a subtle gesture toward the closest Aquaphibian, the order quickly spread, and soon, the invaders were on the run. As they watched them leave, the Pacificans silently cheered, embracing each other in celebration. Marina smiled gently as her gaze swept along her people, never prouder to call herself a Pacifican. She was taken aback when she was pulled into a tight hug, although her grin widened when she realised who it was, holding her father just as tight.

On board Stingray, Phones and Fisher sadly watched as their once friend retreated with the enemy, even as the sounds of their colleagues on the comms and the sight of the Pacificans celebrating flooded their senses. Fisher cleared his throat. “I forgot to ask…” Phones turned to look his friend in the eye, grateful for the distraction. “How’d you know how to get the key?”

Phones smiled sadly at Fisher. “Troy taught me.” Phones sighed as he remembered that day. They’d been so excited to work on the same crew. Where had it all gone wrong? “It was on our first mission together.”

Fisher took note of the older man’s downcast face. “We’ll get him back, Phones.”

Phones sighed, turning Stingray’s nose back in the direction of Marineville. “I hope you’re right…”

[dragonoffantasyandreality]

A visual teaser for the next chapter of Ghost of the Sea 😉

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[riallasheng]

PHONES!

My favorite Stingray character, so of course he's the first one I made a character sheet for ^^

Face-claim is Andy Griffith ^_^

Fun fact, every picture of Andy Griffith was black and white and I colorized it. Not perfect, but I'm really happy and proud of how they all came out

Also cameos from Troy, Fisher, Marina, and Atlanta ^^

[teapotteringabout]

*slaps fic* this bad boy can fit so much fluff and feelings and Phones's birthday in it.

In which the gang need to get Phones a birthday present and Marina becomes enamoured with a song

Rating: G